I was looking over a city in an apartment building. The sky was bright blue, with a few scattered clouds here and there. Below was a road that was undergoing construction. The men dug down into the earth, placing temporary retaining walls on both sides to hold back the earth. The men began to encounter groundwater, and then there appeared to be a torrent of water coming from the southerly direction. The men feverishly constructed coffer dams within the deep trench to hold back the water, trying to keep the channel from flooding. I could see the water lapping over the top of the cofferdam. As the waters rose, the men continued to build up the cofferdam.

I was intrigued by the construction and observed for quite some time when suddenly, the sky turned completely black. It looked as if someone had taken black paint and colored the sky. The white clouds were not greyish but still contrasted against the darkness. It was not entirely dark on the earth. Some faint light remained, but the whole city now looked dim. A feeling of awe and sheer terror swept over my soul, and I heard the Spirit of the Lord say to me, “This will be the only sign given on the earth before the rapture of my church.”

I desperately wanted to leave the earth at that moment. “Take me with you,” I repeatedly cried out to the Lord. I felt my spirit soar into the heavens, and the more I cried out, the higher I went. I eventually saw a bright light and knew the Lord had not abandoned me.